BONE CURRENT [INTRO — STATION MASTER; LOW, CALM] “White water—running against the tide. Don’t cross it. It crosses back.” [VERSE 1 — LOW DARK REGGAE-RAP] Black water drove with the wind at our side A white seam traveled against every tide Ribs rolled beneath it, locked into rows Hands pulled it forward where no body goes Skulls faced upward beneath the dark sheen Teeth clicked time in a rhythm too clean The wheel turned hard, but the pale river knew It bent like a backbone and followed us through [PRE-CHORUS — BASS FALLS OUT] It crossed our keel on the starboard side Every bone in our bodies pulled toward the tide [CHORUS — FULL CREW; DEEP SURGES] White current cuts where the black tides divide Never cross bones moving against the tide No blood spills out, no tear in the skin Your skeleton leaves and goes swimming within The Bone Current takes what your flesh holds inside Leaves you breathing while your bones join the tide [VERSE 2 — HARDER REGGAE-RAP] Teeth pulled first toward the starboard rail Knees struck the planks as the faces went pale Knuckles rose under unbroken skin Spines bowed outward; the pull settled in No blade had touched us, no blood marked the grain Still every rib slipped away toward the main Bodies stayed breathing, collapsed on the boards Their frames swam below in long jointed cords [CHORUS II — CURRENT GROWING] White current thickens as bodies fold Every new skeleton strengthens its hold Skin stays unbroken; no blood marks the grain Boneless shapes breathe where the sailors had lain The Bone Current pulls every framework away Then turns against water and hunts for new prey [BRIDGE — DRUMS DROP TO A HEARTBEAT] No river, no graveyard—one body spread wide Each skeleton serving as bone in its tide It feeds without biting and strips without sound Takes every hard piece that keeps bodies bound The flesh keeps breathing, collapsed where it fell While the framework swims with the rest through the swell [FINAL CHORUS — CRUSHING ONE-DROP] White current widens, pale under black No rudder can turn once it bends to your track Joints pull apart with no wound in the skin Your bones pull free and go swimming within The Bone Current takes the part built to stand Then leaves you still breathing, collapsed where you land [OUTRO — STATION MASTER; MUSIC CUTS] “That current does not drown you. It leaves you alive long enough— to watch yourself swim away.”
